Rural Shennong

Hu Buliang is the president of the Southern Celebrity Newspaper.

As one of the first newspapers in China to launch online magazines, Southern Celebrity News stepped on the pulse of the times and created the Southern Celebrity Network.

So today, when traditional paper publications are gradually withdrawing from the stage of history, Southern Celebrities can still secure its position among the top five news media in the country.

As the boss of this big media, Hu Buliang is definitely a successful person.

He couldn't remember how long he hadn't taken the initiative to provoke a woman.

Because with his status today, there are countless women who actively seduce him every day.

As long as he nods, even a small artist on the [-]th line can use his media channels to become famous overnight.

Hu Buliang never expected that his condescending release signal would be rejected.

It would be fine if the woman didn't know him.

After all, he is a tycoon in the media world, a person who hides behind the scenes and manipulates public opinion, but he is not a person who often stands under flashing lights and often shows his face.

But this woman's performance obviously knew him, which made Hu Buliang unhappy.

What's the matter?With my status and reputation, why don't I give face?

Even if she is a married woman, Hu Buliang will have to dominate for a while today.

Du Shiman didn't expect Hu Buliang to be so reckless, he grabbed her arm and wanted to lift her mask.

Before he noticed it, Hu Buliang's hand had already touched the edge of her mask.

"Let me go!" Du Shiman panicked.

"Beauty, are you shameless?" Hu Buliang joked.

Just when Hu Buliang grabbed the edge of the mask on Du Shiman's face, a palm suddenly stretched out and pushed Hu Buliang somersault.

Chen Ping glanced at Hu Buliang indifferently, then turned his head and asked, "Are you okay?"

Du Shiman adjusted the mask on her face, and hugged Chen Ping's arm with lingering fear, as if this could calm her down from the panic: "I...I'm fine, thank you for helping me out."

Just now, many people were drooling at Du Shiman's enchanting figure.

When Hu Buliang stepped forward to hook her up, he attracted many people's attention.

Some people were jealous of Hu Bulang taking the first step, some regretted why he didn't act sooner, and some didn't care.

There are too many people who see that the wind is well-balanced and smooth from the back, but there are too many people who see no harvest from the front.

What if there's a dinosaur under the mask?

When they saw that Hu Buliang was going to reveal Du Shiman's mask, the group of people did not stop them, everyone wanted to see what Du Shiman's true face looked like.

If she's really beautiful, it's not too late to act as a hero to save the beauty.

Unexpectedly, before Du Shiman's mask was lifted, he was taken a step ahead.

The surrounding air was silent for two seconds, and then suddenly broke out.

"Oh oh oh, evil pen!"

"Brother, he, he robbed you, fuck him, don't be cowardly!"

"Is it man, I can't bear it!"

The whistlers and the stalkers are all those who watch the excitement and don't think it's a big deal.

This group of successful people usually pretends to be high-sounding, and the smiles they show are all looking in the mirror thousands of times.

I usually linger at high-end dinners and receptions, so I dare not let myself go.

It's been suppressed for too long, once you let go of it, it's really like a group of demons dancing wildly.

Anyway, everyone was wearing masks, who knew who, and after finally coming out to relax for a while, everyone booed happily.

He didn't know whether he got drunk, or became angry from embarrassment, but Hu Buliang was really angered by the booing.

He got up from the ground, and picked up a high stool casually: "Mal Gobi, if you dare to touch me, you will die!"

As he spoke, he picked up the high stool and threw it at Chen Ping.

Seeing that the high stool was about to fall on Chen Ping's head, he didn't even intend to hide, some women couldn't help screaming.

"Dangdang!"

The high stool hit someone, but it didn't hit Chen Ping.

He just waved his hand and sent the high stool flying back, hitting Hu Buliang on the head.

Hu Buliang let out a muffled sound, and fell on his head. The mask on his face was also wiped off by the high stool, revealing his true face.

"What is he!"

"Hey, isn't this President Hu? It's interesting."

"Forcibly robbing civilian girls, Lao Hu still likes to play tricks."

"The key is that he hasn't snatched it yet, and he was beaten up, haha!"

He is the head of a big domestic media, a successful person in society, and he is so embarrassing in public.

Hu Buliang's face was blood red, wishing he could find a crack in the ground and get in.

Just listening to the discussions around him, he knew that there must be many celebrities and dignitaries from the upper circles of Haicheng present.

He got up in embarrassment, pointed at Chen Ping and cursed: "Boy, you're dead, just wait for me!"

After speaking, he lowered his head, pushed away the crowd, and rushed out of the bar.

At the entrance of the bar, Hu Buliang turned his head, his eyes were filled with deep resentment: "Boss and girl, I won't make it easy for you!"

Before Chen Ping made his move just now, he had already untied a corner of the mask, and that glimpse allowed him to see Du Shiman's face clearly.

"Isn't it the national goddess, the super queen? If I don't let you stink the street, I'll take your surname!"

Hu Buliang not only hated Du Shiman for making him lose face, but also felt extremely jealous.

It's not that he didn't think about Du Shiman before, and he also hinted that Du Shiman would help her sing praises in the media and erase some negative influences.

Of course, these are all quid pro quo.

But Du Shiman always ignored him.

Just now he saw Du Shiman hugging Chen Ping's arm tightly with his own eyes. The jealousy, coupled with the humiliation of being beaten by Chen Ping in public, almost drove him crazy.

Trembling, he took out his cell phone and dialed a number.

"Immediately send all the paparazzi of the company to Lane 88, North Bridge Road. There is a Tiansheng bar here, where Du Shiman meets his lover secretly."

"Expose me, expose her vigorously, and I will make her notorious!"

After hanging up the phone, Hu Buliang got into the car, picked up a digital camera from the back seat, and stared coldly at the bar door.

Hu Buliang wanted to send paparazzi reporters over to surround the bar, not only to make Du Shiman dirty, but even Chen Ping's bar, he wanted to make a mess of it.

In the bar, Chen Ping asked the bartender to make two glasses of soda water, took Du Shiman to a small reserved booth, and said slightly apologetically, "I'm sorry to have caused you trouble in my place."

Du Shiman smiled bitterly: "It's not your fault, I should apologize, I'm afraid I caused you a lot of trouble."

"Do you know who that person was just now?"

Chen Ping said calmly: "I don't care who he is, even if the Heavenly King Lao Tzu causes trouble in my territory, I will not spoil him."

Du Shiman frowned slightly: "That man's name is Hu Buliang, and he is the president of the Southern Celebrity Newspaper."

"Even if you are not a local, you should have heard of this newspaper, right?"

Chen Ping was slightly taken aback: "I really didn't expect such a big background."